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Victory Girls
[Verse 1]
Violet rings your bell in the evening
And Nell reads every book on your shelf
Fire [?] rises out of the mountain
To send you to sleep (Your willows to weep)
Your wheels to whirl (Those mothers of pearl)

[Chorus]
Those victory girls
Those victory girls
They count your falling stars and measure your pain
And, in the lonely hour, they make you rain (Ooh)
(Ooh)

[Verse 2]
Eva sleeps on buses to old towns
Walking 'round the crumbling roofs
Hand-to-hand, they wait in the trenches
From Belgium to France (They slowly advance)
The story unfurls (Like ribbon and curls)

[Chorus]
Those victory girls (Those victory girls)
Those victory girls
They count my lucky stars and measure my pain
And, in my loneliest hour, they make it rain (Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)